Thursday, August 28, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
So I haven't really discussed the new and upcoming season of America's Next Top Model. I was prayin I wouldn't want to watch it BUT of course Tyra done got me again. I have to watch to see the Tranny known as Isis. I'm sure you all know the back story...she was one of the models in the homeless photo shoot they did in one of the challenges last season and now she/he is a contestant this season. I want you all to watch Isis on the runway struttin her stuff. She is a bit much and I'm sure Tyra will tell her you walk down the runway, you pose and then you walk back. Right now, Isis walks down, up, back down, spins, twirls, back down, more spins and then freezes in a pose mid-runway. Yup, Isis is fierce ya'll and dammit to hell, I'll be watchin.
My girl Dee asked me to speak on the silliness that is the video below. This Hillary Clinton delegate is literally in tears and bumblin like a damn idiot talkin bout Hillary just gave a presidential speech. You see, after Hillary's speech 'endorsing' Barack Obama, her delegates were supposed to come to their senses and realize that Hillary can continue to help us all in other ways but now it is time to focus on how we can make a difference right now by voting for Barack. This broad sounds like a complete jackass and are those crimps in the front of her hair? No seriously, this bitch said that she is going to cast her vote for Hillary because she was asked to come as a Hillary Clinton delegate and she says Barack has two months for her to connect with him so that she'll vote for him in November. You know what bitch, he don't need your vote. Sit your ass down somewhere and play with all your Clinton buttons.
Would ya'll please look at my boo and tell me she's not a stunna! Luh me some Jessica! She's on the cover of Restless Style Mag, which I've never heard of, but they can thank this cover for makin me want to go find out who they are.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
The World As It Is Just Won’t Do — That We Have An Obligation To Fight For The World As It Should Be
Did you watch Michelle Obama last night? So poised, so elegant, simply stunning, and more than anything, she confirmed for us all what we already knew....Yes We Can!
As her mother watched her daughter, while holding back tears, this is the speech that said it all.
As you might imagine, for Barack, running for president is nothing compared to that first game of basketball with my brother Craig.
I can’t tell you how much it means to have Craig and my mom here tonight. Like Craig, I can feel my dad looking down on us, just as I’ve felt his presence in every grace-filled moment of my life.
At six-foot-six, I’ve often felt like Craig was looking down on me too — literally. But the truth is, both when we were kids and today, he wasn’t looking down on me — he was watching over me.
And he’s been there for me every step of the way since that clear February day 19 months ago, when — with little more than our faith in each other and a hunger for change — we joined my husband, Barack Obama, on the improbable journey that’s brought us to this moment.
But each of us also comes here tonight by way of our own improbable journey.
I come here tonight as a sister, blessed with a brother who is my mentor, my protector and my lifelong friend.
I come here as a wife who loves my husband and believes he will be an extraordinary president.
I come here as a Mom whose girls are the heart of my heart and the center of my world — they’re the first thing I think about when I wake up in the morning, and the last thing I think about when I go to bed at night. Their future — and all our children’s future — is my stake in this election.
And I come here as a daughter — raised on the South Side of Chicago by a father who was a blue collar city worker, and a mother who stayed at home with my brother and me. My mother’s love has always been a sustaining force for our family, and one of my greatest joys is seeing her integrity, her compassion, and her intelligence reflected in my own daughters.
My dad was our rock. Although he was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis in his early thirties, he was our provider, our champion, our hero. As he got sicker, it got harder for him to walk, it took him longer to get dressed in the morning. But if he was in pain, he never let on. He never stopped smiling and laughing — even while struggling to button his shirt, even while using two canes to get himself across the room to give my Mom a kiss. He just woke up a little earlier, and worked a little harder.
He and my mom poured everything they had into me and Craig. It was the greatest gift a child can receive: never doubting for a single minute that you’re loved, and cherished, and have a place in this world. And thanks to their faith and hard work, we both were able to go on to college. So I know firsthand from their lives — and mine — that the American dream endures.
And you know, what struck me when I first met Barack was that even though he had this funny name, even though he’d grown up all the way across the continent in Hawaii, his family was so much like mine. He was raised by grandparents who were working class folks just like my parents, and by a single mother who struggled to pay the bills just like we did. Like my family, they scrimped and saved so that he could have opportunities they never had themselves. And Barack and I were raised with so many of the same values: that you work hard for what you want in life; that your word is your bond and you do what you say you’re going to do; that you treat people with dignity and respect, even if you don’t know them, and even if you don’t agree with them.
And Barack and I set out to build lives guided by these values, and pass them on to the next generation. Because we want our children — and all children in this nation — to know that the only limit to the height of your achievements is the reach of your dreams and your willingness to work for them.
And as our friendship grew, and I learned more about Barack, he introduced me to the work he’d done when he first moved to Chicago after college. Instead of heading to Wall Street, Barack had gone to work in neighborhoods devastated when steel plants shut down, and jobs dried up. And he’d been invited back to speak to people from those neighborhoods about how to rebuild their community.
The people gathered together that day were ordinary folks doing the best they could to build a good life. They were parents living paycheck to paycheck; grandparents trying to get by on a fixed income; men frustrated that they couldn’t support their families after their jobs disappeared. Those folks weren’t asking for a handout or a shortcut. They were ready to work — they wanted to contribute. They believed — like you and I believe — that America should be a place where you can make it if you try.
Barack stood up that day, and spoke words that have stayed with me ever since. He talked about “The world as it is” and “The world as it should be.” And he said that all too often, we accept the distance between the two, and settle for the world as it is — even when it doesn’t reflect our values and aspirations. But he reminded us that we know what our world should look like. We know what fairness and justice and opportunity look like. And he urged us to believe in ourselves — to find the strength within ourselves to strive for the world as it should be. And isn’t that the great American story?
It’s the story of men and women gathered in churches and union halls, in town squares and high school gyms — people who stood up and marched and risked everything they had — refusing to settle, determined to mold our future into the shape of our ideals.
It is because of their will and determination that this week, we celebrate two anniversaries: the 88th anniversary of women winning the right to vote, and the 45th anniversary of that hot summer day when Dr. King lifted our sights and our hearts with his dream for our nation.
I stand here today at the crosscurrents of that history — knowing that my piece of the American dream is a blessing hard won by those who came before me. All of them driven by the same conviction that drove my dad to get up an hour early each day to painstakingly dress himself for work. The same conviction that drives the men and women I’ve met all across this country:
People who work the day shift, kiss their kids goodnight, and head out for the night shift — without disappointment, without regret — that goodnight kiss a reminder of everything they’re working for.
The military families who say grace each night with an empty seat at the table. The servicemen and women who love this country so much, they leave those they love most to defend it.
The young people across America serving our communities — teaching children, cleaning up neighborhoods, caring for the least among us each and every day.
People like Hillary Clinton, who put those 18 million cracks in the glass ceiling, so that our daughters — and sons — can dream a little bigger and aim a little higher.
People like Joe Biden, who’s never forgotten where he came from, and never stopped fighting for folks who work long hours and face long odds and need someone on their side again.
All of us driven by a simple belief that the world as it is just won’t do — that we have an obligation to fight for the world as it should be.
That is the thread that connects our hearts. That is the thread that runs through my journey and Barack’s journey and so many other improbable journeys that have brought us here tonight, where the current of history meets this new tide of hope.
That is why I love this country.
And in my own life, in my own small way, I’ve tried to give back to this country that has given me so much. That’s why I left a job at a law firm for a career in public service, working to empower young people to volunteer in their communities. Because I believe that each of us — no matter what our age or background or walk of life — each of us has something to contribute to the life of this nation.
It’s a belief Barack shares — a belief at the heart of his life’s work.
It’s what he did all those years ago, on the streets of Chicago, setting up job training to get people back to work and afterschool programs to keep kids safe — working block by block to help people lift up their families.
It’s what he did in the Illinois Senate, moving people from welfare to jobs, passing tax cuts for hard working families, and making sure women get equal pay for equal work.
It’s what he’s done in the United States Senate, fighting to ensure the men and women who serve this country are welcomed home not just with medals and parades, but with good jobs and benefits and health care — including mental health care.
That’s why he’s running — to end the war in Iraq responsibly, to build an economy that lifts every family, to make health care available for every American, and to make sure every child in this nation gets a world class education all the way from preschool to college. That’s what Barack Obama will do as President of the United States of America.
He’ll achieve these goals the same way he always has — by bringing us together and reminding us how much we share and how alike we really are. You see, Barack doesn’t care where you’re from, or what your background is, or what party — if any — you belong to. That’s not how he sees the world. He knows that thread that connects us — our belief in America’s promise, our commitment to our children’s future — is strong enough to hold us together as one nation even when we disagree.
It was strong enough to bring hope to those neighborhoods in Chicago. It was strong enough to bring hope to the mother he met worried about her child in Iraq; hope to the man who’s unemployed, but can’t afford gas to find a job; hope to the student working nights to pay for her sister’s health care, sleeping just a few hours a day.
And it was strong enough to bring hope to people who came out on a cold Iowa night and became the first voices in this chorus for change that’s been echoed by millions of Americans from every corner of this nation.
Millions of Americans who know that Barack understands their dreams; that Barack will fight for people like them; and that Barack will finally bring the change we need.
And in the end, after all that’s happened these past 19 months, the Barack Obama I know today is the same man I fell in love with 19 years ago. He’s the same man who drove me and our new baby daughter home from the hospital ten years ago this summer, inching along at a snail’s pace, peering anxiously at us in the rearview mirror, feeling the whole weight of her future in his hands, determined to give her everything he’d struggled so hard for himself, determined to give her what he never had: the affirming embrace of a father’s love.
And as I tuck that little girl and her little sister into bed at night, I think about how one day, they’ll have families of their own. And one day, they — and your sons and daughters — will tell their own children about what we did together in this election. They’ll tell them how this time, we listened to our hopes, instead of our fears. How this time, we decided to stop doubting and to start dreaming. How this time, in this great country — where a girl from the South Side of Chicago can go to college and law school, and the son of a single mother from Hawaii can go all the way to the White House — we committed ourselves to building the world as it should be.
So tonight, in honor of my father’s memory and my daughters’ future — out of gratitude to those whose triumphs we mark this week, and those whose everyday sacrifices have brought us to this moment — let us devote ourselves to finishing their work; let us work together to fulfill their hopes; and let us stand together to elect Barack Obama President of the United States of America.
Thank you, God bless you, and God bless America.
Salute Your First Lady, Michelle Obama!
Monday, August 25, 2008
Let go already!!! Daaayum! On Wednesday, Hillary will release her delegates and ask them to support Barack Obama. What baffles me is why this is even necessary? I mean, your girl fought one hell of a fight and she lost. Shouldn't the DEMOCRATIC delegates, no matter who they were supporting originally, should have just united and support the candidate that won the primary and is now the Democratic candidate for president? Like what am I missing here?
But it is!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! First of all, this just got my Monday Mornin started on a serious giggle. Secondly, crack is wack people. Crack is wack!!!!!!!!! Lastly, K-Ci and Jo-Jo, memba dem, from Jodeci? Right. Well, they were in Australia doin a show and in mid-song, Jo-Jo passes da fuck out. And he doesn't just like faint....no this mofo, falls da fuck out! HAHAHAHA!! Like you hear the microphone thump and his head hit the stage. And then the bodyguard just strolls on stage and walks past him while K-Ci is staring at him and keeps singing!! LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL! OMG, I'm cryin as I type this. This shit shouldn't be this funny but its fuckin hysterical! Then the audience members are yelling "Pick him up! Help him!" You see, Jo-Jo is still laid out with the bodyguard standing there and K-Ci still singing. Will somebody help him? Anybody? Clearly this happens er'day...he'll come out of it.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
On April 11th I let ya'll all know how much I LOVE Cassie's song "Official Girl"...and the damn video didn't come out until, yesterday August 22nd. And is the video worth all this wait? Well I said before if nothing else, Cassie would be gorgeous and that would be enuff to make the video hot...and dammit ta hell, I ain't neva lied!! I can look at this bitch all damn day. She is so fuckin hot!!! And I still love this song -- and I personally don't think Lil Wayne is necessary but he brings his special zsugsh and I ain't mad at it. I did expect the video to have a lil more of a concept, maybe be a lil movie that personified what she was talkin bout (hence why videos are made - yeah, Hence!), but I guess all we need to see is Cassie lookin yummy, cuz she does and I'm in love. Those shoes she is wearin, the bandage joints, in the beginnin are SICK and that car she's drivin is crazy. Well here it is folk, "Official Girl"....enjoy!
Friday, August 22, 2008
So I have been so behind on my Wendy Williams episodes - like I literally have a whole week I need to zsugsh in order to keep up. Anyway, I came across the interview Wendy did with Boris Kodjoe and just why lord is his so damn fine. Like it's not fair. It's not right that he is that beautiful. He is beyond luscious, beyond scrumptious, beyond just gorgeous as all hell....I don't know what the hell but I just want to thank his mama and his pappa for makin two men that don't have no business being that edible. And sittin next to Wendy, who is a big bitch, he makes her look tiny. He's all big and yummy. OH WHY LORD?! And I just think about how Nicole giggles at all us silly bitches for wishin and knowin we won't never get a wif of that fineness. Sigh....anyway, he was great on Wendy. In part 2 he talks about the tennis tournament he participates in that supports his charity spina bifida. I luh him.
Pink, one of my favorite white girl rockers, has a new song and video called "So What" and well, me likey. She is basically talkin bout not givin a shit that her marriage is over and she's better off without him....and funny enough, her ex-husband Corey Hart is actually in the video. Made me love it even more.
Da Brat aka Hello Kitty's personal clit tickla has been sentenced to three years in prison for bashin some chic in the head with a Rum bottle. See, had she beat that bitch with a bottle of Goose the judge would have been more lenient - anybody who requires a bashin by Goose prolly deserved it. People don't just be wastin Goose. But Rum, well see that makes it seem like Da Brat just felt like beatin somebody for no good reason.
Anyway, according to the Atlanta Journal Constitution:
Superior Court Judge Gail Flake also sentenced the rapper, whose real name is Shawntae Harris, to seven years probation and 200 hours of community service.
The incident happened at a Halloween party at Studio 72 nightclub on Oct. 31, 2007. The club is on Ga. 29 near Tucker.
About six members of Harris’s family wept when a sheriff’s deputy took her into custody.
“I love y’all,” Harris, 34, said as she was led out of the courtroom.
“We love you, too,” the relatives replied in unison.
Harris entered a guilty plea to aggravated assault.
The victim, a waitress at the club, had to be hospitalized after being struck by Harris, and Flake said the woman suffered permanent facial scarring.
Harris and the victim had gotten into an altercation prior to the assault, police said at the time."
What is Hello Kitty gonna do??? Douche Cannon don't know how to work it out like Brat do. Mean while, Da Brat is hella happy cuz she is gonna get coochie all day er'day up in the pokey. Those three years are gonna UTI on by.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
The trailer gave me goose bumps. Set in South Carolina in the 60's, "The Secret Lives of Bees" is the new movie starring Queen Latifah (August Boatwright), Sophie Okonedo (May Boatwright), and Alicia Keys (June Boatwright) who play the intelligent, cultured, and loving sisters who are also beekeepers. Along comes, Dakota Fanning (Lily) with her caregiver Jennifer Hudson (Rosaleen) who is running from her past and finds her way into the home of the Boatwrights.
So I kept my promise and used my new favorite term, shocked and rupauled, just one last time yesterday.... but today is a new day and didn't you know I'm watching Project Runway and it is an episode where the designers are designing costumes for Drag Queens and who is the guest judge....Ru Paul!!! Lookin fierce and fabulous as per usual.
Terri and Korto are dope. Other than Korto's strapless inside out with the seams showing dress that I didn't like, they have both done great work each challenge. They both often end up in the top three of the best that week. I have to say tho, Terri is my favorite. I love her edge, her style and her personality. Korto would be my favorite but she is a bit too sensitive, a lil too cry baby, and a lil too worried about other people's opinions for me.
I want to like Jerell. He is quick with a stank one-liner but other than that, he is BORING me. And as a designer, he should be better than he is and last night, was a big disappointment. He made a corny ass venus fly-trap dress for his drag queen and when the judges told him that it was plain and boring he was like "did you not see that collar pop?" Um, Jerell boo boo, that collar was wackadocious and didn't help that the dress looked like it belonged in the 1923 Broadway rendition of "Anything Goes"...and I would know cuz I played Reno Sweeney in my high school version and my costumes looked oddly similar - and that is in no way a compliment.
Anyhoo, both Korto and Terri had my favorite darg dresses and altho they didn't win they were in the top three. I thought Korto's dragon fire dress was creative, over the top, and perfect for her Queen. Terri's Japanese inspired look was hot and fit for her 7 foot Queen.
I would be shocked if one of these two don't make it to Bryant Park. I don't feel like they have much competition this season. Make it work ladies!
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Mkay, was I the only one who was not aware that corporal punishment aka ass whippin in school by school officials was legal? Actually, maybe I didn't know cuz its not legal in my state and even it is was, let a teacher had attempted to put a paddle to my ass.
According to a CNN report, "More than 200,000 children were spanked or paddled in U.S. schools during the past school year, human rights groups reported Wednesday.....Corporal punishment in schools remains legal in 21 U.S. states and is used frequently in 13: Missouri, Kentucky, Texas, Oklahoma, Arkansas, Louisiana, Mississippi, Alabama, Georgia, South Carolina, North Carolina, Tennessee and Florida, according to data received from the Office for Civil Rights at the U.S. Department of Education and cited in the report.
The punishment is disproportionately applied to black students, according to the organizations. During the 2006-07 school year, for instance, black students made up 17.1 percent of the nationwide student population but 35.6 percent of those paddled at schools.
Black girls were paddled at twice the rate of their white counterparts in the 13 states using corporal punishment most frequently. And although boys are punished more often than girls, the report found that African-American students in general are 1.4 times more likely to receive corporal punishment.
In addition, special education students with mental or physical disabilities were more likely to receive corporal punishment, according to the ACLU and Human Rights Watch."
I can't. I mean we all know that Bernie Mac was more than right when he said that once a kid is old enough to talk back, they old enough to get fucked up BUT that is by a parent and/or family member. Kids do not go to school to get paddled or spanked - granted some of them kids prolly need da ass whippin of a lifetime - however, I don't like that because a teacher is frustrated they can just bust out the paddle and get to beatin. Hell and to da naw. And of course, the black kids get beat more and the teachers prolly use any ol' excuse to beat a black kid.
For example, one mother's son got beat for flickin rubber bands. FLICKING RUBBER BANDS!
"Andrea Cancellare said her then-13-year-old son was paddled -- or "swatted" -- three years ago for flicking rubber bands in class, despite the fact she had written a letter directing school officials in Alpine, Texas, not to use corporal punishment against him. School officials told her they could not find the letter when she complained.
When she approached the principal and superintendent, Cancellare said, they told her that "most parents like this because it takes care of the punishment. It gets the kids back in class. It doesn't disrupt instruction. It's like the quick and dirty way of dealing with discipline problems."
See and then they want to know why people are crazy. I told you don't hit my kid, even wrote it in a letter, now you can't find the letter, and you beat my kid for flickin rubber bands. Where da fuck is my .22?
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
This VIDEO isn't funny or cute at all. I am beyond disturbed and can't understand where the adults are? JUST WHY DA FUCK would anybody think this is entertaining or acceptable?! I pray er'day for world scrape out....most er'day.
I really love Solange's new video for "Sandcastle Disco." She looks so cute, the video of course, is retro and artsy fartsy, and I just think its a fun song. I will say tho, I could have really done without her in that giant tangerine ensemble....she looks like an orange bird of sorts. Almost as if she flapped those ruffles hard enough she would fly off somewhere. Other than that, loves it!
While Amy's brown teefus is more of a concern to me and simply unacceptable, Amy honestly looks like she is a hit away from death. However, we lose people like Bernie Mac who would give anything to be here and live a healthy and happy life. People like Amy Wino purposely slowly kill themselves but manage to live forever and be dirty and gross and still get paid to slur their songs at concerts. Life is so amazing and so complex and just so interesting, isn't it?
Friday, August 15, 2008
So Ne-Yo's new song, 'Miss Independent', has struck a cord with many a independent female...the one who is handlin her own business, takin care of herself and payin her own bills etc. For the video, three of the cutest independent women make appearances; Lauren London, Gabby Union, and Keri Hilson. All three are lookin independently scrumptious while Ne-Yo looks he would much rather be spendin time at the water cooler with Mr. How U Doin.
Those are words from LisaRaye regarding the split with her Prime Minister of Turks and Caicos husband, Michael. Rockin a short wig, LisaRaye alluded to the rape allegations and the disrespect (READ: him fuckin original recipe Rocsi) and that she was just as surprised to learn of it all like everyone else was. However, she is goin to stay in T&C and continue the work she has planned for the island. And of course, she will remain uplifting and pray for him.
And speakin of weddings, divorces, and all out JUST WHY? I just wanted to share the following: